Greene Ferne Farm · Chapter
VI: Night explained
Geoffrey and Margaret are lost on the downs at night.
What happens
Geoffrey and Margaret are lost on the downs at night. They attempt to use landmarks and stars to find their way, but become disoriented. Geoffrey builds a small fire as a beacon, but it quickly dies. The moon rises, casting eerie shadows. They wander in circles, encounter a wheat field, and are frightened by mysterious sounds and a flock of sheep. Margaret grows weary and fearful, relying on Geoffrey for comfort and protection.
Themes in this chapter
Nature and the Pastoral Ideal
The chapter vividly describes the downs, moonrise, and the oppressive atmosphere of the night, highlighting both the beauty and the danger of the natural landscape.
Love and Romance
Geoffrey's protective care for Margaret and her reliance on him deepen their emotional bond, with moments of tenderness and unspoken affection.
Characters to notice
- Geoffrey Newton
Leads and comforts Margaret, tries to navigate using stars and landmarks, builds a fire, and remains loyal and protective despite his own anxiety.
- Margaret Estcourt
Grows increasingly tired and frightened, relies on Geoffrey for guidance and reassurance, and expresses nervousness about the darkness and strange sounds.
- Kitty
The chestnut mare that carries Margaret; she stumbles and shows nervousness, but is encouraged by Geoffrey.
Key passages
“I was told to look for the Tump. Other landmarks were the Castle and Moonlight Firs. I think I should know the Tump, or the Castle, but cannot see either. Can you recognise Moonlight Firs?”
Geoffrey asks Margaret if she can identify Moonlight Firs, as he cannot find the other landmarks he was told to look for.
Highlights their struggle with navigation in the dark.
“I know the north star; there it is, pointing to the faint sparkle that has been the lamp of hope to so many weary hearts on foaming ocean and trackless plain.”
Margaret points out the North Star, which has guided many lost travelers.
Emphasizes the symbolic hope the stars provide.
“It is the wine of the corn, she said.”
Margaret describes the sweet taste of the wheat stalk as 'the wine of the corn.'
A poetic expression of finding small comfort in nature.